"A thorn defends the rose, only harming those who would steal the blossom."
Azrael Blaine and Rosalina Levine had been together since the young age of five years old and eleven years old.
A vampire King with anger issues and a normal girl that love...
Rosealina and her mother Caroline had just arrived at the Blaine castle owned by Frederick and Janie Blaine, they live there with there 11 year old son, Azrael. Rosalina's mother had got a job as maid in the house, which would pay good money, include two bedrooms for them to stay in and three meals a day.
When Rose had first seen Azrael she was so happy, she could play with him and his toys. Of course, that's what a 5 year old would think but Azrael thought completely different, he was amazed by her she was always so happy and giddy even for a 5 year old girl.
As time went on, they became the best of friends and he even convinced his parents to let him plant roses and every other flower she liked for her to tend too. Even though she was much younger he promised himself that in the future she would fall for him and he would care for her everyday.
He knew that they would end up together; he just knew. And he would never let her leave him.
~10 Years Later~
Rosalina's giggles echoed throughout the castle, before she sang out with her gentle voice "Azrael, come and find me." She giggled again, her voice flows through the house, reaching the future monsters ears.
"My my, where could my little rose be hiding?" He questioned letting her enjoy the game. Sniffing the air, he shuddered in pleasure, her delicious scent reaching his nose; fresh flowers and sweet strawberries.
Disappearing into thin air he reappeared behind the fifteen year old girl who was crouching behind the cool, leather sofa. Leaning down towards her, he places his hands on the soft sides of her hips before finally leaning into her tanned neck. She squeals as Azraels nose touches her smooth neck, sticking out his tongue he takes a long lick from in between her shoulder and neck all the way towards her ear lobe, gently nibbling the soft flesh.
"I found you." The twenty-one year old whispered into her ear. "I'll always find you, my delicate Rose." He said using her nickname that he gave her. She moaned before giggling and turning around to face him. Azraels medium sized nose, perfectly pink lips, wavy brown hair, dark complexion and sharp cheekbones were making a her cheeks turn pink and red.
Rose leaped into his arms making him fall back into the floor. "I love you." She told him, honestly. Azrael smiled at her, placing a small kiss on her forehead. "I love you, too."
Everyday for ten years Azrael thought about how he succeeded, she was his and no one would ever change that. No one. ____________________________________
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Thank You for reading. I know it's not long but it's just a prologue. And I never do long chapter well the longest i can do is maybe 1000 words.
